The world lets us meet Super Bat Super

Chapter 39

With a loud "boom", another building slowly collapsed in the rising gray clouds, and Zod escaped from Clark's hands again like a slippery loach.

Clark got up from the broken bricks and stones all over the ground, and rushed up again against the falling tiles and building debris.

"It's useless." Zod taunted him while avoiding him like a fish, "Boy, you are too young."

Clark didn't speak, and the stubbornness of a small-town boy rarely appeared on Superman's face. Zod's ridicule, ridicule, and even abuse couldn't affect him, and he was indeed making continuous progress through these countless failures. It can be seen in the getting closer distance between Zod.

He even actually put the battle-hardened Kryptonian general under pressure.

Anger, this is what Zod felt first.

Perhaps out of jealousy, or perhaps out of hatred for Joel, the fire in his heart burned more and more during this chase, and he desperately wanted to see the disgusting firmness in this young man's eyes turn into panic, To see his hope turned to despair, he also wanted to see him burned with pain and anger.

Zod smiled coldly.

He no longer entangled with Clark, on the contrary, he put more power in places that had nothing to do with this battle.

The small voices continued to enter the eardrums under his deliberate search. He quickly found the target and smiled cruelly.

Clark had a bad intuition and accelerated his speed suddenly, but when he was almost able to catch him again, he was accidentally hit by a green light falling from the sky.

"Fuck! Damn it!" Hal quickly rushed out again, "I don't believe I can't handle that big guy!!"

……damn it!

If it weren't for maintaining the image of Superman, Clark would almost curse out loud.

He speeded up again and quickly found Zod's position with the help of super vision, but he was still a step late. He had already seen Zod lift a man by the neck and lift him up from the ruins.

Zod smiled cruelly, watching the man in his hand kicking and whimpering in pain with satisfaction, he enjoyed this.

Clark clearly knew that Zod didn't kill the man immediately because he was waiting for him to be there, so that he could witness his death with his own eyes. This short distance meant life and death for that person, and his life was not only in Zod's hands. In his hands, it is also in his own hands.

- He still has the ability to kill Zod.

Is he going to kill him?Clark was a little dazed.

This is not only killing one of his only remaining members of the same race in this world, but also killing a living "person"...

It was at this moment that he saw that person's face.

!!!

"Remember, you killed him!" Zod laughed wildly, and brought him up in front of his eyes, about to pinch his hand.

In almost an instant, he saw a piece of green magnified in front of his eyes, and the long-lost pain fell on his body. He screamed, holding his face and kept backing away.

A batarang made of kryptonite was stuck in Zod's right eye, and blood kept pouring out from the part he covered with his hand.

Bruce took the opportunity to get out of his grasp and kicked him in the chest.

The Man of Steel finally couldn't protect him anymore. Zod was kicked half a meter away, and fell heavily into a pile of reinforced concrete, twitching and struggling in the constant pain and weakness brought about by kryptonite. .

With a "crack", Clark, who had just flown over the building, fell straight down and smashed a hole in the ground.

"..." Bruce turned his head and glanced at him, his face full of disapproval.

"Unexpectedly!" Clark got up in a panic.

It was really an accident just now!With such a long distance, the impact of the kryptonite on him was actually limited, and he fell purely because he was so surprised that he forgot that he could still fly.

He carefully glanced at Zod on the ground, even if he just looked at him, he felt goosebumps all over his body, and there were dull pains everywhere.

"You're on in three seconds," Bruce said.

Without waiting for Clark to ask, as time passed, a small black square in the center of the kryptonite dart suddenly began to extend around, and within a few breaths, the exposed part of the kryptonite dart was covered by a thin layer of lead. up.

The kryptonite's effects began to wear off, and Clark pounced on him, knocking Zod unconscious before he regained his mobility.

"You...you didn't prepare it for me, did you?" Clark said with a complicated look on his face.

Bruce didn't answer the question directly, "Luthor has indeed prepared a lethal kryptonite weapon. It seems that he is determined to catch you all."

Clark pursed his lips and let out an aggrieved "Oh".

He's not stupid, and it's obvious that a well-crafted kryptonite dart can't be made in a matter of days, and the only kryptonite Bruce has ever been exposed to is Metal Man.

"As long as you are still you, I will never be your enemy."

The deep voice entered the eardrums, and the sincerity and a little subtle tenderness contained in the voice unexpectedly calmed the loss and sourness in Clark's heart.

"If it's you, I believe it." Clark laughed and said seriously, "If there is such a day, I also hope that the person who stops me will be you."

"Have you two talked enough!" At this moment, a voice of gnashing teeth came in abruptly.

Bruce turned his head, and Hal was panting and floating in mid-air with a green light ball, struggling to support it, while the big man was bumping into the light ball, and the veins on Hal's forehead would twitch every time he hit it. Jump.

"We have to find a way to deal with these people."

With a bang, a woman bound with golden rope was thrown in, hitting Zod squarely.

"I won't let you go!" Fiora twisted her body and said viciously.

The female warrior came over step by step, grabbed the rope and lifted her up, and before she could spit out more vicious curses, she suddenly knocked her unconscious with a shield.

"Okay, let's continue the discussion now." The female soldier let go of a group of men's onlookers indifferently, "We can't stare at them 24 hours a day, we have to find a way to deal with it."

"I might have a way..." Clark raised his hand weakly.

The phantom space is a place beyond time and space. He learned from the introduction of the fortress AI that this is where the Kryptonians used to imprison dangerous criminals.

"People locked inside will present a ghost-like existence, without entity, can see each other, but can't touch each other. And they won't age, and don't need to eat."

While turning off the controller of the Phantom Space, Clark explained to his new friends that as the instruments were turned off, the room's security system was activated, and the main console was covered with a translucent light film, which also began to take on a Fog-like blurred state.

"A horrible place." Hal first defined it.

Barry didn't pay attention to these things at all, his eyes were fixed on Superman, hesitant to speak.

He's been like this for so long that Clark can't help but pretend not to see it.

"you……"

"...I have something to tell you."

The two opened their mouths almost at the same time, then stopped at the same time, staring wide-eyed.

"Actually, I also have something to tell you." Seeing that Barry stopped talking, Clark hesitated and said.